Luyện nghe bài hát Fallen Women

She reminds me some of a blue eyed a strange look there in her eyes
Surprisingly quick her movements like a woman who's learned to survive
She empties the ashtrays and passes the booze in a but professional style
And her facial are painfully set in a look that resembles a smile
The small crowded bar roars loud its approval of some verbal that she's dealt
By telling a trucker from the Redball Express to have intercourse himself
In my mind I can see her room the place where the lives
The rollers and the curlers and the old hose
And the ceiling that leaks like a
And pictures of Merle and Johnny and June and Kennedy there with a flag
And a letter home that she's read ten times and an old blue traveling bag
You know man she loves ah he's puttin' her on
But no queen could love him
And in her their ship will sail to a hundred exotic shores
Lord she'll get no from me no she's tough and she wouldn't care
But life is made up of wishes and dreams and she's had more than her
As I sit and drink and look for a song I think I just found me one
There's a in a fallen woman and one who is still hangin' on